Own fault is unseen

Four observed one night silence.
The candle is about to die, said the one.
Don’t break the silence, warned the second.
What a hell you two talk, the third reprimanded.
You all but me have broken the vow,
Declared the fourth, breaking the silence.
30.06.2004

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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